The girl looked radiant in the setting sun, the orange twinkle of the light playing off the black and white of her coat and giving her a golden halo, a glowing aura, matching the bright smile she wore on her face. She wandered the fields, a princess atop her mountain, blue eyes taking in everything around her. She was glad to be back here, happy to be closer to the heavens above, and she touched her nose to the plum colored stone she wore around her neck in reverence to the moon goddess. Even as she walked, she hummed a simple song of joy. Today was a good day. Just like yesterday was a good day. And the day before that, and the day before that. Ever since the endless darkness had left the land, the days only grew better and better. Even the oppressive heat could not keep the girl down.

With time, she found herself deep in the heart of the fields, the setting of the sun a gentle reminder that she had been away from home too long, and as it finally dipped over the horizons, the girl couldn't help but feel a little lonelier for her loss. Though it had returned every morning for the past season or more, there was often a part of the girl that worried it would not return. Luckily, she did not have to have to keep those worries in her head long. Just as she turned her head, in preparation to find the pathway down from the mountain, she saw him. Him!

“APODIS!” The girl practically screamed, with little regard to whether or not she would be dragging up enemies from the shadows, as she came barreling towards him, hooves beating against the ground in fervent desire to reach the stallion. Skidding to a less-than-graceful stop near him, Kahlua covered the remaining distance at a slower speed and reached out towards him, trying to layer her neck across his in warm greeting. Even in the dusky light, it was easy to see that it was him and suddenly the girl did not worry herself about the rising and falling of the sun any longer. “Oh, Apodis! I've missed you! I have so much to tell you!” Though their time together had not been long, the girl had not forgotten the warrior's valiant heart, brave demeanor, loyal conduct in the face of danger. He was her savior against the Basin monster, her hero in golden armor (even when he wore none) and she couldn't have been happier to see him. If her blue eyes could light the area, they would, dancing with brilliance as they were. Her friend.